Black cannot see black.A pot cannot see a pot.The eye cannot see the eye.You must be different from a taste to taste it.Hence all that you can see, touch, hear, or think of, you can be not.The presence of anything is a sure proof that you cannot be that thing.A meditation for today: Whatever you see or touch today, just tell yourself “THIS I AM NOT”.
Acharya Prashant
(Nov 4, 2012)
You will show stars even in broad daylightYou will beat me hands down in every fightYou will project doubts and make them realYou will hide the truth and make life cruelYou will lure the seeker away with objects that delightAnd then you will make him curse fate for his plightAs you blow away my little lights one by oneMaya O! I bow to you; you cannot be overcome
Acharya Prashant
(Nov 4, 2012)
I am actually nothing, a sensitivity contended tranquil and shyBecoming asks of me to play fire and blood, I just complySolitude is my nature, I shrink to touch anyone at allBut if Becoming asks me your life, your head will surely fall
